April 7th - Welcome Party

[cartesio]

Welcome Party

Though you've never seen the casino before, it is easy to find today. This is partly attributable to the music spilling from open doors right into the town. The people of Cartesio have made good on their announcement - doubtlessly, there is a party going on here.

Anyone entering will be confronted with a friendly citizen pulling them aside to inform them of their dress rental service. Though it is called 'rental' there is no actual fee to be paid. The townspeople have simply brought a collection of suits and cocktail dresses into the casino foyer and they are offering to lend them out for the occasion. A folding screen to get changed behind is provided as well.

Once you venture deeper into the casino, you'll find yourself in a surprisingly spacious room. Tables that might normally occupy the open space have been pushed to the wall and filled with various buffet foods. Though you might be tempted to spend your whole afternoon trying out the various local specialties, the rhythmic music from the speakers tries to lure you to the dancefloor. A few locals are already swinging their hips to the beat.

Though if you're simply looking for the main highlight of a casino, you won't have to look long either. Across from the buffet, you will find a wide variety of game machines. Pachinko, slot machines.... even a few odd-one-out games that look like they should rather belong in an arcade. Try your luck, try your skill! If you prove successful, an employee is waiting to hand out various fun goods to you.

There are quite a few townspeople in attendance on this party, but there is a silent understanding that you tourists are the VIPs here. Anywhere you go, any game you want to try, the citizens are quick to move aside for you and let you have the maximum amount of fun.

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[odasaku]

[ oda lasted maybe thirty minutes at most at the party. too fancy, too stifling, too...not him.

in the afternoon, oda is at the hunting shop, but not looking for weapons. if anyone follows the sound of gunshots, then they'll find him at the shooting range, shooting at the targets with a neutral expression on his face.

later in the evening, he can be found at the diner, but he doesn't seem to be eating dinner. there's only a cup of coffee next to a notebook that he seems to be staring at with an expression that might be described as conflicted.

eventually he'll give up with it, focusing only on drinking his coffee and looking out the window. ]

Diner

[chiefminion]

[Given Oda was at the party for a short while, and Moloch did see him there, later when he finds Oda at the diner all he can suppose is that the reason why he's so conflicted is because he's not okay in luxurious settings]

The party bothered you that much?

[odasaku]

[ oda blinks, shaking his head. ]

The food was alright...I'm glad they did it for the others. It's just not somethin' I'm used to.

[chiefminion]

I'm not used to parties either but...I dunno, I keep feeling suspicious of all these townpeople. I still can't believe they don't know anything.

[He's been thinking it's a way for them to fool them into letting their guard down]

[odasaku]

Yeah.

[ oda feels the same way, despite the lack of outward concern. ]

Although, if some do know, then there must be a reason why they can't tell us.

[chiefminion]

Because they're secretly evil and want to see us suffer?

[Moloch showing he's not an optimistic person. He doesn't completely mean that, but there's a chance they do know and don't care these tourists' lives are i ndanger, he thinks]

[odasaku]

[ well. that's definitely a theory. ]

Maybe. [ he shrugs. it's not like it's not a possibility...but it's just one oda himself has a hard time believing. ] Although maybe the ones that know are scared to say something.

[chiefminion]

Wouldn't they try to get help anyway? In subtle ways.

[Like notes, or gestures, or anything. Even those who are intimidated can't hide the fact they're being coerced]

[odasaku]

Not always. But you're probably right. There must be someone that knows something.

diner

[burgerprince]

[It's long enough into the evening that Jughead's finished his various foods and drinks, and so feels comfortable enough to leave his seat and just slide in opposite Oda.]

Hey.

[odasaku]

[ oh boy. oda doesn't tense up when he sees jughead, but on the inside he's already expecting the worst. ]

Hey.

[burgerprince]

[Jughead folds his arms flat on the surface of the table, getting comfortable, taking up space.]

What, no kids to steal at the casino?

[It's meant as a joke, but with his tone it's hard to tell.]

[odasaku]

Nope. Sorry.

[ and he'll take a long sip of his coffee, his expression deadpan. ]

[burgerprince]

[Damn, he should order another shake so he can do the long judgmental sips too.]

Shame. Not any round here either.

[Excluding himself, not really classifying himself as a 'kid' anymore. He casts a glance over to the notebook.]

Writer's block?

[odasaku]

Somethin' like that.

[ he glances back at the notebook for a second, and then back at jughead. ]

It's just...been forever since I've written anything.

[burgerprince]

[Jughead shifts with some interest. He wasn't really expecting a sincere answer to his question.]

What did you used to write?

[odasaku]

Not much. Some story drafts... but I’ve never thought they were that good anyways.

diner

[robitussin]

[She doesn't stay long at the casino, either, and that means that she happens to head into the diner when he's there. She notices him gazing at the notebook, but it's only when he starts looking out the window that she speaks up.]

What're you giving up on? Writing, drawing...?

[odasaku]

I haven't given up on anything.

[ because he hasn't started on anything. ]

[robitussin]

You know what I meant. What were you considering doing, then?

[odasaku]

I wanted to write. But I don’t really know what to do.

[robitussin]

[She gives a shrug.]

I'm not a writer. Can't really help there. I'd think you'd have plenty of material in a place like this, though.

[odasaku]

Maybe. I guess someone good could make some sort of thriller out of this, or something.

[robitussin]

So you're not including yourself in the 'someone good' category...?

[odasaku]

Uh...not really, no.